Laura Sometimes I felt like fighting Jason was like fighting a sea breeze. How would I deny my feelings while insisting on staying? How could I avoid those blue eyes looking at me so deeply? What did he want? I did everything to make him hate me—to make him hate me and never want to look at my face
I knocked on Suzy's bedroom door gently, but there was no response. So I decided to go in slowly. “I’m sorry, Suzy. Can we talk?” I asked as soon as I entered, but there was an open suitcase on top of the bed where she was taking her clothes from the closet and throwing them on the bag angrily. “But
Ava I was kneeling in front of the main door of Laura's apartment, seconds after Suzy left. My eyes were wide, and an expression of horror was written on my face. It could only be a nightmare! “Why did Suzy leave? When will she come back?” I heard Annie asking desperately. “Calm down, Annie. Su
“Annie is calmer now,” I said to reassure Laura, because I could see a worried line forming in the space between her eyes. She gave a wry smile and nodded. “Thank you,” she said. I gave a slight shake of my head and picked up the disposable cups again. “Terrence must be talking to her right now,
Suzy The front door of a small apartment in one of Brooklyn's low-income buildings was opened for me. Clary, my friend, looked at me from the bottom up and said, "Look, if it's not a bitch coming back. What was it? Are you tired of playing with those richie people?” I let out a breathy laugh, roll
“I just understood that I don't belong to anything or anyone in this world, Clary,” I said after a while, answering her question. “No one cares about me; it's like these guys; they all always want to cum and leave. No one will ever look at me any further than that.” My voice got choked at the end.
Terrence There was an uncomfortable silence in the car as I drove to take Ava to Suzy's friend's address. After the day I woke her up in a hotel room with another woman by my side, the most unhappy day of my life, I could say that Suzy liked to make little threats, making me go to her house with a
“Terrence? Did you come for Suzy? I don’t know if she wants to see you,” she said without much interest in me as she noticed Ava. “And who is this? Your beloved wife? Impressive! Is this a real Hermès?” Clary asked, boldly reaching for Ava's bag, who flinched. I pushed her away with my arm. “Stop